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My mother was 16 when she discovered she was pregnant with me and I was born two months after she turned 17. One of the gifts of my mother’s early indoctrination into motherhood was that I spent time with my grandmothers while they were still fairly young. My father’s...read more
I asked Renée to write about loss for the month of November. I wanted to hear her take and get a sense of how she views loss. But after Renée submitted her essay, we went back and forth via email. I was concerned that the essay read like the life of a woman who had...read more
"I was once the child and she, my caretaker. I recall a time when I felt safe, content, and nurtured—because of my grandmother." She refuses to bathe anymore. Gram stinks of aged urine and dirty clothes, her greasy hair stuck to the side of her head. At first I buy...read more
You don’t get to 51 without knowing what loss feels like. How it envelops you, sucks the marrow from your bones, leaving you feeling brittle and at times, broken. My mother died almost 14 years ago. My father died six years ago. Long before my mother died, she...read more
Age: 54 Three words that describe you today? Introverted. Creative. Passionate. What are you up to these days? I’m a writer first and foremost, so my main focus is working on a manuscript of poetry about post-war Germany and Austria and a collection of short stories...read more
Many months ago I fessed up, telling my husband that I still cried over Tigger. I told him I still missed him and didn't talk about it much because while some people are crazy sensitive, many more just prefer not to talk about death and like to hold grief at arms...read more
Voice: : the faculty of utterance lost my voice 2: a sound resembling or suggesting vocal utterance 3: an instrument or medium of expression the party became the voice of the workers 4a: wish, choice, or opinion openly or formally expressed the voice of the people...read more
I wrote a book some years ago which I called “One-Way Tickets.” It is my own story, a one-way journey from birth telling the reader that I never returned to where I had been before. It is not only my story, but the story of my family. We are all refugees, victims of...read more